Succumbing to Irony

It's been years that I have heard of people blogging. It became so common that almost anyone I know has their own blog. Well, well I thought it was like a Friendster frenzy again or any fad that eventually would surrender to normalcy and well, easily be forgotten in later years. I even said to myself: No, I'm not going to make one. It makes me look like a trying hard writer (though I'm not really a professional writer) and a wannabe diary maker. And gosh! It's so mediocre. Everyone else is doing it and to I have to follow suit because everyone has? Never would I write one.

I was wrong. Blogs became more successful, more popular and more people are doing it. It even made other people richer by thousands (he he!) and revealed socialites' scandalous lives (remember Gucci gang?) Soon, I heard some of my writer friends have also at least one blog profile and has gone to write numbers of blogs already. And people whom I never thought would be confident enough to write something even have one. Little by little I am becoming skeptical of what I told myself before. Little by little I am thinking to have my own blog.
Tada! I ate every word I said! I am doing one now. Hahaha! Well, I have to do a little defense why am I doing this and why will I enjoy doing this.
I have been writing since high school, though I can't say I'm the best one in town but at least I do write (and it would eventually take years or decades to become like my influences (ambitious!) and until now I write for my pleasure. He he! But there came a time that I was so engrossed with my job and busy pleasing my bosses and my colleagues that I never had the time to do what I really want to do (writing) until last February (2009).
At that time, maybe I was so really excited of my freedom in the coming months that I just grabbed a grade one paper and a stolen ball pen and started writing a story. That was after four years of stagnancy and colorless papers. Echos! At this time, since I forgot a little how to write (I thought I'm terrible at it right now) I decided to really go back with what I enjoy.
Of course in order to once again enhance what I forgot I decided to write a blog. Whew! It's not hard to admit that I would really enjoy it. This is what I like - to write. You might say that I'm bragging but no. I even ate my pride to relish my happiness (or joy?). And, expect that I would be writing, if not everyday then once a week. Ha ha!
Now, so you see the irony in me? You' re reading my first blog that I thought I would never write and expect that you'll be reading more.
This is just a start of everything. This wouldn't be a nightmare for you. Promise. But if you think this is a bore to read, it's OK. I just expressed something I want to express.
Forgive me, if this is short. But later you'll read 10 pages.